Country Car Alarm

So we went to Victoria for Gordie's 32nd birthday. It's a great place--serene, quaint little ranch house with a cabin in the back and 90 acres of land bordered by the Guadalupe river. We spent the day at the river and came back for a fabulous country dinner (of which I partook too much...ugh!) when suddenly there was this honking sound, not like a car, mind you, but more like a very large goose. Think Godzillagoose. It was obviously some sort of animal, judging from the sound of it, but to Edgy's credit, the honks were perfectly spaced out so that they sounded almost mechanical. Anyway, Edgy looked up from his meal and said, "Somebody's car alarm is going off," much to the amusement of the ranch owners who explained nicely that it was a mama cow coralling her calf. They called him a city boy. Luckily there was a giant plate of homemade mac and cheese, fresh green beans, and new potatoes on his plate (oh and fillet mignon of sorts), so Edgy wasn't too...well, edgy about it. :o) I got indigestion. Have you ever tried to eat a cow with a cow crying in the background? I just ate the bacon instead. There weren't any pigs, thank god.